Rebirth of a Star General - Chapter 253

Chapter 253

Early the next morning, Xiao Jue did not come back.

Xiao Jing also entered the palace, and Bai Rongwei and He Yan stayed in the house. Bai Rongwei had a body, and He Yan didn’t dare to worry about her, and didn’t tell her more about the palace. After the maidservant helped Bai Rongwei to go to the house to rest, she sat in the yard by herself, waiting for Xiao Jue to come back.

When Xiao Jue came back, it was night.

The sky was completely dark, and the lanterns were already lit in the yard. He Yan was sitting at the table absent-mindedly reading. Seeing him coming back from the outside with the wind dew all over his body, his expression was a little condensed, so he hurriedly got up and approached and asked: ” How’s it going?”

Xiao Jue put the drink autumn on the table, took off his outer clothes, and said in silence: “National funeral in three days.”

“So fast?” He Yan was surprised.

“Not only that, the emperor left a legacy before his death. Four concubines and 20 maids were buried in the palace.”

He Yan blurted out: “Impossible!”

The death of the emperor and the burial of the woman are indeed recorded in the history. But this rule was abolished long before the first emperor ascended the throne, because the emperor Hezong at that time thought that burial was too cruel and was abolished. This is the abolished rule, not to mention that although Emperor Wenxuan had no political achievements, he was still benevolent and tolerant, and would never make such a legacy.

“Among the four concubines who died, there was Concubine Lan.” Xiao Jue said coldly.

He Yan suddenly understood, “You mean, this edict is fake?”

Emperor Wenxuan has loved Concubine Lan for many years, but after Emperor Wenxuan’s death, no one can protect Concubine Lan, and a false will can be used to remove this thorn in the eye.

“If the edicts are all fake…” He Yan raised his head to look at Xiao Jue, his eyes moved slightly, “Have you ever seen your Majesty…”

Xiao Jue looked at her, “No.”

He Yan felt a panic.

If you didn’t see your Majesty with your own eyes, you wouldn’t know whether Emperor Wenxuan really died of illness. If it’s something else…

“I asked the servant in the sleeping hall at that time, before the emperor went to bed, he had met the four princes.”

“It’s such a coincidence?” He Yan frowned slightly, but if the four princes acted on the emperor, there was no reason at all.

“After the national funeral, it will be the enthronement ceremony.” Xiao Jue sat down in the chair, “The prince is about to enthrone.”

He Yan’s voice sank: “This is not a good thing.”

Before the edict to change the position of the crown prince appeared, Wen Xuan imperial palace car drove the crown prince ascended to the throne, not to mention whether the crown prince could sit firmly in this position, I am afraid that once the crown prince ascends the throne, the situation facing the Xiao family is not optimistic.

Seeing He Yan’s brows furrowed, Xiao Jue pulled the corners of his mouth instead, comforted her and said, “Don’t worry, I will go to the Fourth Prince’s Mansion tomorrow.”

“you……”

He didn’t speak, but looked at He Yan calmly. In an instant, He Yan understood. She lowered her head and was silent. After a while, she raised her head again, and put her hand on the back of Xiao Jue’s hand, her voice firm. Go ahead.”

…

Emperor Wen Xuan died and the national funeral was on the 27th. During the national funeral, court officials banned banquets, drinking, and entertainment. Choose a date and enter the imperial tomb three days later.

In the dynasty, there were endless quarrels over the edict of Emperor Wenxuan’s “sacrifice”. Among them, the most fierce opposition was naturally the fourth prince Guangshuo and the fifth prince Guangji, because Lan Gui and Ni Guiren were both in the same line of burial. Guangji was still young, only knowing that he was crying and crying. Guang Shuo took the Yushi to oppose it, and was rejected by Guang Yan with “Beijing Bi Zun”.

Looking at it right now, it seems that Guangyan has won the top position. However, things in the world are not clear for the time being. As long as there is no enthronement ceremony for one day, the dust cannot be settled in one day. Even if he really became an emperor, it is not uncommon for him to be an emperor in previous history and be pulled down to replace it.

Everyone in North Korea is in danger, and there is a sudden rumbling.

After the death of Emperor Wen Xuan, Guang Yan, as the prince, temporarily took care of all affairs of the DPRK and China. And the first thing he did was to release the Uto envoys who had been put under house arrest. He also ordered the Utuo country to be allowed to seek peace, and deliberately allowed the Utuo to open a bargaining field in the Great Wei.

As soon as this order was issued, the pan was fried up and down.

If he wanted to do this before, even though there was an objection among the officials, it would not be so strong. But after the incident on the Tianxing Station, it was chilling to know that the Utuo had wolf ambitions and Guangyan insisted on maintaining peace.

Yushi’s zhezi flew to the prince’s desk one by one, and they were all thrown into the waste paper pile. Guang Yan seemed to be determined on this matter, and no one said anything. The people in Shuojing City still don’t know the pros and cons, and most of the civil servants advocated the doctrine of the mean. Only the generals were uncomfortable, but helpless. As early as many years ago, Xu Jingfu had already used Wenxuan to reuse civil servants, and now the position of military generals, It’s far less important than the civil servants.

At Bo Shi Jin’s mansion, Chu Zhao looked at the long letter in his hand.

After a while, he held the letter in his hand, and the letter paper was crumpled into a ball, indicating his complex and slightly angry mood at the moment.

He rarely sees this when he sees this in his confidant, and asks carefully: “Fourth Son…”

Chu Zhao threw the letter into the brazier and pressed his forehead.

Although he had known that Guang Yan was a foolish idiot, he didn’t expect that he would be so bold and bold. He had clearly reminded Guang Yan that slaying the king was undesirable, but Guang Yan did it anyway. I am afraid that Empress Zhang and her natal family have also worked hard behind the scenes, otherwise everything will not be able to be like this smoothly.

“The fourth son, the emperor will enter the imperial tomb in three days, and the crown prince will soon ascend the throne. Isn’t it a good thing for the fourth son?” After all, now Xu Jingfu is no longer there, and some of Xu Jingfu’s people have returned to Chu Zhao. In a way, Chu Zhao was also a prince’s person. Once the prince became the emperor, the fourth son of his own family will only have a better and better future.

Chu Zhao laughed, there was no temperature in his eyes, “He can’t be the emperor.”

The confidant raised his head and looked at him: “This…”

“He is too anxious to wait. If there is no such edict, perhaps there is still a chance to turn around on this matter, but the release of the sacrificial edict only accelerated his death.” He said this in his mouth. There is not the slightest timidity in his eyes when he is rebellious, as if he is talking about people who are not royal nobles.

“The edict must be fake, but I don’t know whether it was the prince or the fourth prince. If it was the prince, then he was not only stupid, but also ridiculously clever. If it was the fourth prince…” Chu Zhao smiled slightly. “Then no matter what, the prince will not be his opponent.”

“You mean, before entering the imperial tomb…”

“Concubine Lan is going to be buried, and the four princes will definitely not allow this to happen. Before entering the imperial mausoleum, I am afraid that he has not yet ascended to the throne. This position cannot be kept.”

Even now, although the words he said were shocking, his expression didn’t see much waves, and it seemed that he had anticipated everything in front of him.

His confidant felt uneasy: “Four sons, if the prince is not worth following, what shall he do now?”

Now following the four princes, I am afraid it is too late, not to mention that they have too few chips, and there is no capital for dealing with the four princes.

Chu Zhao looked out the window.

It was already spring, but the weather was still strangely cold. He originally followed Xu Jingfu. Without Xiao Jue, Xu Jingfu might not be able to sit firmly in the position of the Ninth Five-Year Lord. But without Xu Jingfu’s extensive extension, no matter how long it was, it would not be Guangshuo’s opponent.

In a day, the enemy will suffer for several generations. Sometimes Chu Zhao feels that he should thank Xiao Jue. Because of Xiao Jue, he was free.

But at the same time, he also lost everything.

Now following Guangyan, it is really going to be dark one by one. But if he goes to follow Guangshuo now… he can only survive at best, and everything he has gained because of Xu Jingfu will be lost in a blink of an eye.

The cruelty of fate to him is that the opposite of darkness is not light. Comparing the two is not to abandon one and choose another bright road, but to measure the amount of loss.

He stood up, “I’ll go to the Fourth Prince’s Mansion.”

…

The night in Jinling is still as prosperous as before.

In the Yunlou building, few people came because of the national funeral. The girls stopped the piano early and only sat in the building.

Hua Youxian also changed the plain clothes. Although the national funeral does not force the people to wear plain clothes, it is better not to go wrong at this juncture.

It was already dark, and in the evening, the rain that had stopped raining started again. Hua Youxian took the last packet of red bean pastry he bought from Guangfuzhai and hid under the eaves of a teahouse on the banks of the Qinhuai River. Shelter from the rain. As soon as I stood still, I caught a glimpse of a familiar shadow at the corner on one side.

“Master Yang?” Hua Youxian couldn’t help but cried.

Looking from the side of the man, the sandal-colored gown and the elegant appearance were exactly what Yang Mingzhi, governor of Jinling, was the governor of Jinling.

Yang Mingzhi saw Hua Youxian and he was also startled. He should have also returned from the outside without an umbrella. Most of his clothes were soaked. After a little hesitation, he walked over, stood beside Hua Youxian, and said:” Fairy girl.”

Hua Youxian smiled and looked out: “This rain will not stop even if you think about it for a while, or else, just sit down and have a cup of tea here, and wait until the rain stops before leaving.”

Yang Mingzhi thought for a while, then nodded.

During the national funeral, he has an official position and cannot drink alcohol, so he ordered a pot of tea and a little snack. The teahouse is next to the Qinhuai River, and when you open the window, you can see the lights of the boat on the Qinhuai River, like a dark star in the dark night.

“It seems that every time I see Master Yang, I am alone.” Hua Youxian said with a smile.

Although Yang Mingzhi was the governor of Jinling, he was different from the previous governor. He did not like to travel, so that he had been the governor of Jinling for several years, and not everyone in Jinling city knew him.

Yang Mingzhi lowered his head and smiled without speaking.

Hua Youxian is a little curious. When I saw this young man in Ruyunlou, she was particularly impressed because of the experience of the world together. Although Yang Mingzhi is not as stunning as the Xiao Du Governor, not as unrestrained as Young Master Yan, and not as good as Young Master Yang, it is also Qingjun who stands out among the many teenagers, and is quite vulgar. After meeting again, although he was already the governor of Jinling, he looked a lot silent, not as good as he was in the past.

“Master Yang knows that Master Xiao was married not long ago.” Hua Youxian took a sip of tea. “The slave family and the lotus picked people sent the gift. Master Yang is busy with official duties and shouldn’t have time to see it. Speaking of which , Young Master Xiao looked indifferent and unkind, but he treated the girl He very well.”

Thinking of this, Hua Youxian was also a little emotional. At that time, she saw that He Yan was a daughter, and Xiao Jue took care of He Yan a lot, but she didn’t expect the two to get married so soon. It seems that fate is really wonderful. If it is the right person, it doesn’t take ten or eight years to try to be true.

Yang Mingzhi looked down at the tea cup in front of him, paused, and said, “Yes.”

But my heart is not as calm as it seems.

In fact, Xiao Jue did not invite him. Of course, he didn’t think he would receive Xiao Jue’s invitation. As early as many years ago, his brotherhood with Xiao Jue had almost disappeared.

then……

Yang Mingzhi turned his head and looked at the river outside the window. The river was lingering and icy, carrying the boats on the water, slowly flowing to many years ago.

Many years ago, when he was still a student at Hyun Chang Hall, he did not know the dangers of the world and the sufferings of the world. He has friends who he really appreciates, like-minded, and generous. He also thought that the friendship of young people would last forever.

Until something happened to the Xiao family.

Anxious, he promised to help and went home to find his father, but he didn’t expect that he always praised Xiao Jue’s father in front of him, but he refused his plea in one fell swoop.

At that time, Yang Mingzhi was extremely puzzled, and he knelt down and begged, probably because his attitude was too firm, but Master Yang was finally stunned and finally confided the truth with him.

It wasn’t until then that Yang Mingzhi knew that his father had always belonged to Xu Jingfu. The whole Yang family is under the care of Xu Jingfu.

“If you helped him, you would have harmed the Yang family.” Father stood in front of him, shaking his head and said, “You can choose yourself.”

The boy fell to the ground, looking blankly. He didn’t understand how his upright father who kept teaching him should be like this? If the family precepts he has learned since elementary school are all on paper, then what exactly has he insisted on over the years?

No one can answer him.

He and Xiao Jue were righteous, he chose his family, and similarly, he also believed that he was no longer qualified to be Xiao Jue’s “friend”.

Later he went to Jinling deliberately instead of staying in Shuojing for scientific examinations and entering an official position. He couldn’t face the Yang family, nor could he face himself. Only here, in the old place where he traveled with Hyunchang Hall classmates, pretending that he was still a young man who had the world in his heart and distinguished good and evil.

But until he met Xiao Jue and the others again, Yang Mingzhi suddenly realized that Xiao Jue, Lin Shuanghe, and Yan He had not changed, and only he had changed. They still went to the Yunlou Tower together, drinking and talking, but they were no longer in the old mood.

Old time…

In the old days, it was like a huge mountain that slowly swelled up in the flat ground. Unconsciously, it was already insurmountable, and the two sides were boundless.

Hua Youxian seemed to see the sorrow in his eyes for a moment, paused, and finally changed the conversation, saying: “Now your majesty is dying, but the crown prince has allowed the Uto people to open a forum in Dawei, Jinling is prosperous. , If Quechang intends to be in Jinling…”

Yang Mingzhi regained his senses and shook his head and said, “Quichang will not be located in Jinling.”

“grown ups……”

“I will stop.” Yang Mingzhi lowered his head and smiled, “If I were governor of Jinling.”

In fact, since Xu Jingfu’s accident, the Yang family has sent him a letter. Instructing Yang Mingzhi to find Xiao Jue, based on the old friendship between Xiao Jue and him, and asking Xiao Jue to be merciful, Yang Mingzhi ignored it. Everyone should be responsible for his choice, just as he chose his family back then, and the Yang family chose Xu Jingfu.

When I saw that he ignored him later, Emperor Wen Xuan died again. The family who wanted to stay in the capital should have made a new choice in the shortest time.

But he can’t.

In recent years, Yang Mingzhi stayed in Jinling to pay off his debts. Now that the time has come, he doesn’t intend to continue to do things against his own instincts.

The opening of a bargaining field was harmful to the common people of Wei, and those Utopians who had wolf ambitions, once they entered Jinling, who knew what they would do to the common people. This is to lead the wolf into the room. The courtiers in the court were aloof and indifferent because they thought that the fire could not burn themselves.

But once the fire is picked up, no matter whether it is a high-ranking official or the common people, it will naturally be treated equally.

He knew very well that at the moment, in Shuojing City, apart from a few bold historians, there should be few civil servants who would dare to raise objections at this time. Yang Mingzhi also understood very well that when his memorial appeared at the head of Guangyan, his career as governor of Jinling should have come to an end.

Maybe you will lose your life? Maybe it will hurt your family? But so what?

I read when I was young, and read that “being right in dealing with one’s heart, being honest and self-discipline, being loyal to the king, being respectful to the chief, being trustworthy to receiving things, being lenient, being respectful and negotiating, the seven essentials of this officialdom”, that At that time, the young people at Hyunchang Hall were eager to try. Everyone thought they could do it and be a good official. But after many years, how many people insisted on it?

The teenagers have the courage to resist all the injustices in the world. They always think that the mountains and rivers will return, and they will eventually become bright, but after a long time, they will gradually become helpless and drift with the tide.

Just like himself.

Little ambitious, long and ignorant, will end up with the grass and trees.

“Little Master,” Hua Youxian called to him with a smile.

Yang Mingzhi raised his head.

“If it is the governor of Jinling, it will be Master Yang. If you don’t be governor of Jinling, it will be Young Master Yang.” The beauty on the Qinhuai River, as in the memory of the various styles, raised the tea cup in front of her, “In the eyes of the slave, no matter how small Wherever the young master occupies, he was a hero who was jealous of evil in the Yunlou Building and spoke out of righteousness.”

“Jinling City will get better and better, so young master, don’t be presumptuous.” The friend’s voice is soft, like the old days, and tolerant contains his past struggles and unbearables, such as the heavy fog on the Qinhuai River, and the fog is scattered. After that, there is still a pool of spring water, singing softly with silk and bamboo.

He bowed his head, after a long time, he smiled quickly, and then raised the tea cup in front of him, and touched the tea cup of the deceased before him.

“You are right,” he whispered: “It will get better and better.”